He

He came into life crying,

And moved to school suddenly,

He grew up thinking,

Life can be handled simply,

A man always prevails,

Because he is brave,

But he was wrong, he mostly fails,

Even though he never became a slave.

Now he is week and blind,

With fading memories,

But he was also kind,

With a lot of necessaries,

Now among the burials,

Having no more trials....